Psalms 86:7 Cross References - Coverdale

⁷ In the tyme of my trouble I call vpon the, for thou hearest me.

⁶ For vnto the I crie, heare me o God: enclyne thine eares to me, and herke vnto my wordes.

⁶ So he herde my voyce out off his holy teple, & my coplaynte came before hi, yee eue into his eares.

⁴ I sought the LORDE, and he herde me, yee he delyuered me out of all my feare. ⁵ They that haue an eye vnto him, shalbe lightened, & their faces shall not be ashamed. ⁶ This poore man cried vnto the LORDE, and he herde him, yee and delyuered him out of all his troubles.

¹⁵ And call vpo me in the tyme of trouble, so wil I heare the, that thou shalt thanke me.

¹⁶ In the eueninge, mornynge and at noone daye wil I mourne and complayne: and he shal heare my voyce. ¹⁷ It is he that delyuereth my soule in peace, from them that laye waite for me: for they are many agaynst me. ¹⁸ Yee euen God that endureth for euer, shal heare me, and brynge them downe. Sela. For they wil not turne: and why? they feare not God.

¹ I cried vnto God with my voyce, yee euen vnto God cried I with my voyce, & he herde me. ² In the tyme of my trouble I sought the LORDE, I helde vp my hondes vnto him in the night season, for my soule refused all other comforte.

¹⁵ When he calleth vpon me, I shall heare him: yee I am with him in his trouble, wherout I wil delyuer him, and brynge him to honoure.

¹ I crie vnto the LORDE with my voyce, yee eue vnto the LORDE do I make my supplicacion. I poure out my complaynte before him, and shewe him of my trouble.

³ I loke vpon my right honde & se, there is no man that wil knowe me. I haue no place to fle vnto, no man careth for my soule.

¹⁶ The people that seke vnto the in trouble, that same aduersite which they complane of, is vnto the a chastenynge before the.

⁵⁵ I called vpon thy name (O LORDE) out of the depe pitte. ⁵⁶ Thou hast herde my voyce, & hast not turned awaye thine eares fro my sighinge and crienge. ⁵⁷ Thou hast enclyned yi self vnto me, whe I called vpon the, & haist sayde: feare not.

² and sayed: In my trouble I called vnto ye LORDE, and he herde me: out off the bely off hell I cried, and thou herdest my voyce.

⁴⁴ And it came so, that he wrestled with death, and prayed the longer. And his sweate was like droppes of bloude, runnynge downe to the grounde.

⁷ And in ye dayes of his fleshe, he offred vp prayers & supplicacions, wt stroge cryenge & teares vnto him yt was able to saue him fro death: & was herde also, because he had God in honoure.